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#NoPoo Book 1     An ode to Gabriel

AspergerPoet56
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Lost (NoPoo 111)

these feelings emptying
locked within my darkened cell
where is your love light

SweetKittyCat5
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Vanity’s Falls Peace Uprise

What I see when I look into your cracked falsehood mirror of time, your lost soul still cries
I shall shine, I shall rise
As I stand on sacred land after the whips and chains where my melanin skin tone upon the sun rules by the moon’s shine
Respect the sweetness of the berry juice, intellectual and age no longer confined on a planation of ginger vines
When vile hushed whispers of resentment did not reign its ugly head time after time
I refuse to be the joke of anyone self-loath, their demise
When most cannot even discern Heaven only believing Hell's lies
Only dark hearts filled with venom screw riddles like a jester at play
A time in your soul you can never recapture, be that it may
Old history and age already put out to pasture
Peace, be still, yet, for others it moves away even faster
Interchangeable mugshots of yesteryears
You cannot stagnate Father time my dear
No matter how hot the manly looks to cozy up to with surgery wine
Pictures after younger picture of the same false youthful designs
Who you see here is who you get
No old pictures to charm or showcased as counterfeit
Vanity has always been the mirror’s even twin
Majestic colors have never been my rainbow’s end
You better think wiser when you shout and then think again


lepperochan
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ffs


felt my heart sink down
then eat itself
would have ate me too
only for the five pairs of eyes
in the room

that was seven hours ago
and I think I’m over it

just wish
I’d have strangled her
when she tried to hug me
on the way out


..no I don’t
ffs





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lepperochan
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Hullo and welcome to the newer members participating. good stuff

*hat tip*

cold_fusion
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not really a poem about moving on

breaking the surface
a break in the surface
what difference
does it make really?
it's a gone cause
naming it a tragedy is
nothing
but an exercise
in moving on
even before
the funeral procession
has gathered

fucking obscurity
i used to love it

not anymore

one step
in front
of the other






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adagio
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Howling. Screaming. "Nomads of doom beneath a sepia shadow, conjugating flesh."

A toll of bells rung, as I whispered a new line to a soon play script. I masturbated with my thoughts. As my cock's prowess balked with its temper of heat, my eyes rolled back.  
 
Often titillated in fields of dreams while inhaling the opium that I'm so fond of, with arousing sexual amnesia spinning in my head.  

A thespian and scholar of the intelligentsia and considered a dandy among my peers, following in the footsteps of playwrights before me. I was also a social chameleon and could blend in among the citizenry, taking on many personalities.  
 
A bastard's child, conceived by a scullery witch who paid me little of her attention. I became adept at picking pockets as my father taught me the trade. Being small in stature  

I swept the chimneys as a young rapscallion. Often as not absconding with the domicile's sterling ware to pawn.  
 
Becoming arrogant by nature, I picked fights, and on occasions, I whored myself out as a young male harlot. I picked a fine time to play it by ear as the pimps tried to have it both ways

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SweetKittyCat5
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Play My Soft Love Notes

Soft strings you’ve stroked  
Inscribing love notes all over my tender flesh like an instrument of your preference  
I hear the sweetest melody of your soul playing in the distance wind  
The crescendo of alluring whispers, I come unto, weakening in the height, I befall  
Within the recess of my mind  

I taste the forgotten passion that once dripped from the cathedral of your lips  
My temple you knelt upon  
Dividing the ingress, sanctioning my spirit  
Comforted in the calling as we frolicked in the offering of midnight’s glory  
 
Closing my eyes, the sync of heartbeats, I feel  
The pulse of absence I hear, leaving me breathless, spent in the need  
Reminisce of a time of you and I  
Enthralled by the overtures of each breathless touch  
Casted upon my skin ever so slowly, as our souls blend  
 
Falling under grace the signature of promises, set me free  
Worshipped my body in the baptism of your soul  
In the depth of surrendering, purifying me with sacrifices as we partook in the commencement  
 
We loved in the center of time’s foundation  
The rings of infinity entrapped tender emotions of our alliance  
Us, was ordained written above the illumination of the stars  
Heaven you came unto me like a raging thunderstorm  
 
Pouring the crux of your soul  
Purifying me  
The silence of asunder echoes in its beautiful awakening  
Playing my soft love notes  
One beat at a time  
I hear the sweetest melody of your soul playing on the softest breeze  
of forevermore
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cold_fusion
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lucid

 
her words  

bouncing droplets  
on a cracked claypan  
 
ephemeral  
by nature  
a r t  
is her  
 
and when she visits  
the deserts  
leaves in her wake  
life  
shooting green  
 
she speaks  
life  
 
her language  
is rain  
 
 
 
 
 
 
!!!  
 
 
 
          
          
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Bluevelvete
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there's truth in I's



I glow
basking in your colors  
of grandeur  
  
I sail  
through the seas  
of your sweetest whispers  
  
I beckon  
to fate or destiny—  
they answered in favor    
when you finally  
looked    
and saw
me  
  
I revel  
in the beauty  
of each
exquisitely woven  
written word  
  
I stand  
ready to collect  
shared promises so bold  
  
I touch  
the starry sky  
as hushed pleas of your name  
slip from lips  
soaked in dreams  
and sanguine believes  
  
I see  
all of our intricacies  
and know it's our possibilities  
that will undoubtedly outshine  
  
I climb  
into your mind  
with purest lovers heart's intentions
and the truest fervid passion

I smell  
nothing sweeter  
than you  
your scent floating mid air  
as I press myself  
with utmost care  
so tightly against your chest  
'Tis sense memory in all it's wicked best  
  
I resign  
fear, trepidation
or
Anything
that holds me back  
from my
chosen path  
that leads
directly
to

You.
  
I ache
for you

 

Only you.  
  



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AspergerPoet56
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Warmth (NoPoo 112)

her radiant light
into depths of my being
warming my cold heart

cold_fusion
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AspergerPoet56 said:Warmth (NoPoo 112)

her radiant light
into depths of my being
warming my cold heart

👌👏👏👏👏

Wow

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Scaling To The Reach The Softens of The Moon

Scaling To The Reach The Softens of The Moon
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